Monday, 5 May 2014

The Dilemma of a Role Model #MyRoleModel

Now, I start racking my brains, thinking of past and present, real and reel and books... to come up with that one name, that one person, who I want to imitate... that one person I want to be like.

I had a teacher in middle school - Bhupinder Ma'am. Her sincerity and honesty and caring nature had me wanting to be like her. I admire her still, but I no longer see her through the eyes of a child. From the perspective of a grown-up, I cannot name her as my role model.

Then there's Mrs Rani Kultar Singh who taught me history for a year. In all my student years, that was the only time that not just did history make sense, I loved it too. And she had an enthusiasm towards life and such knowledge of interesting trivia that we would be spellbound throughout the class.

As for my family, I know I take them for granted so very often. But my father's patience, my mother's discipline, my brother's faith, and my sister's love and selflessness, I wish I had.

What is expected of me is to choose one. It seems like not just a tough, but impossible task right now.

I am not giving up though. I continue to go down the memory lane, trying.

My grandparents...
My grandfather is one person I know who has the best family-religion balance. No one else I know comes even close. I so admire that in him and wish I can have that.
My grandmother never whines about illness or loneliness or the many struggles she faced through life. She lost a young son and took care of another with Cerebral Palsy for almost 20 years. But there is a matter-of-fact acceptance and peace in her that has no equals.

When I think beyond the people I know personally, and there's JK Rowling and Oprah Winfrey, Sherlock Holmes and Rhett Butler (in my mind, the last two are people too), and many more.